The night sky stretched above us; grand and all-encompassing—Its vastness was effectively portrayed by the lower elevations spread out before us… a beauty—further enhanced by the innumerable stars painting its surface. The results culminated in a most serene atmosphere.
The winds were soft and chilly, though bearable. The trees rustled softly, and the sounds of the nightly creatures added depth to the world around us. Mild; less pungent scents, swirled around us, forcing me to notice the peculiar flowers that came alive under the moon's silvery light.
Simply wonderful.
The edge of the jungle was a different world… A more pleasant one; free of the vices we once endured. I had missed that ease.
Nonetheless… Despite the softness of the atmosphere, tension stood erect around me, one thick enough to be sliced with a sword.